Brother Blood Arrow Novels & Stories

"Besides, I need to know which side the people in my castle are on." Rena chuckled, "You're very deceptive." "Heh… Isn't this what you and that guy taught me? I just followed what my parents did." "So you acknowledge us as your parents?" "Don't dream, even if this is a lie, the confession will never happen." "But you can't lie to the fact that my blood and His Majesty's blood run through your body." Kevin raised his hand, and looked at his radial artery, "Yes. This disgusting fact... Every time I remember it, I always want to scratch this wrist and spit out the blood I have."

The thought of him drinking the blood turned my stomach. "I Phillip Bloodstone, Brother of Alpha Erik, agree to this deal." I snarled as I spoke my brother's name. The sound of it coming from my mouth made blood boil and my jaw clench. "I might end up liking you after all." He said, his voice amused.

The Brother's Bet 6. The Rules of The Game. The Brother's sat down for a while, Alex grabbed a bottle of whiskey, With a smirk on his face, He poured the wine for his brother. " Why do you seem excited???"Ethan scoffed, Ethan didn't like the idea but growing up his brother's actions has always influenced him. " I mean, She disrespected me so I should be excited at least, Not only but she's also in our home," Alex said but Ethan wasn't buying it.

He shifts my thongs and inserts a finger inside me, making me hoist up on the bed and shout, "fuck, Wolfie." "Scarlet?" I jostle up from the bed, sweating all over as my eyes scan everywhere in my confusion. Has all that been a dream? For fucksake, Scarlet! How can I be having wet dreams about my stepbrothers? I think that is even worse until my body swerves to the right-hand side of the bed and goes stiff. Standing before my bed grinning down at me is no other than my three stepbrothers. I flinch backwards, sitting up from the bed. "What are you doing here?" I swipe at my face.

Polly, who's still sucking him, was driving his head, into big chaos, he can't say that he didn't like it, when the tongue twirling his dick was warm and wet makes him thorn between pleasure and morality. “He shouldn't be treating me this way, I'm his big brother, even if so, we're not real by blood, but his still my younger brother, the pinky little brother I used to treasure, why things turn like this?” Aru can't possibly think that the kid who used to hide behind his back, the kid who say “BROTHER I'M SACRED”, The little brother he showed his back when they were cornered with ViVi, when they're trying to run to escape, was really doing this to him, his wide awake, it's not an illusion, al

Blood was slowly spreading across the white shirt he wore like a rose in bloom, except it was my brother's blood painting that canvas. He spat out blood again and my cries grew louder. "I'm so sorry", I muttered like a mantra, hoping that in his near death state, he would hear me. I glimpsed at the knife in my hand and I discovered it to be silver. There wasn't much that killed our kind, but silver definitely did the trick. And with my own hands, I had ended my brother's life. The only thing I could see were my hands soaked in blood. I took deep breaths, finding my heart closing in on itself.

I look around, unable to see any signs of her. "Her shoe is outside. There's a trail of blood leading out." I turn and look at Hugh. "She got out, Marco. By the looks of it, he was alone." A trail of blood means she is hurt, bleeding from somewhere. "I'm so fucking proud of her." Turning, I glare at Dario. "She fought. That is fucking amazing, brother." "She didn't fight, she has lost it. She took a chunk out of his neck!" I stand panicking.

Or should I say Orion was ready to use his back as a shield for the second time? I don’t get a chance to utter a word, even though I don’t know what to say. Another round of arrows were fired, whistling through the air like a flash of lightning. My brother’s body slightly jerks forward from the impact of a few making contact with his back. The others missed, their shots flying aimlessly into the dark woods behind. A growl mixed with a wincing sound escapes me. The side of my arm burned with a searing pain as one of the arrows managed to kiss the skin of my arm. A trail of blood rolled down and Orion’s eyes followed the movement.

It helped curb it but it led to the development of the black market. Hidden from authorities, sacred hope to the civilization. Relief brewed when the chances of the humans with Townsend abilities could not procreate children with such gifts. The traces in their blood was too small to be transferred via genes. Though, there was the possibility that there were outliers. None was ever out rightly discovered. Now I could not tell if Caraven was a distant relative or an outlier. The thought of Caraven and how he almost killed me because of a vampire blade flickered at the back of my mind.

He had a grin on his face, and his hands still tugged at the stretched bow from which the arrow that had hit my brother was shot. My body heated up and rage flooded through my body. I couldn't think clearly anymore and all I could hear was the screams of my people and the smell of blood that hung in the air. My blood boiled, and my hand slipped off the knob. “You monster!” I screamed and raised the blade, running towards him.